Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1961 Everything is as True as a Sword! (2 more)
"This kid is simply a bottomless pit."

Zhuge Qingtian on the side shook his head and smiled. He didn't find it strange that Zhuge Wan'er lost to Ling Feng, but Ling Feng's endless tricks made him a little curious.

"Haha, who said no?"

Xuanyuan Long Tenglang laughed, looked at Ling Feng below, and then at Zhuge Wan'er, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Uncle, it's not that enemies don't get together, I think that little girl Wan'er and this Ling Feng are quite a match!"

Xuanyuan Longteng sent a sound transmission to Zhuge Qingtian's spiritual consciousness.

What he meant was that he still wanted to recruit Ling Feng into the Nine Great Clans. Once a young man like Ling Feng was fettered by emotions, he would have no choice whether to join or not.

Zhuge Qingtian's face was calm, and he said slowly: "If it can be done, it will be a beautiful thing. However, the old man looks at Ling Feng's face, with fortitude in his brows and eyes, and I am afraid that he is not a person who will be bound by his children's private affairs. "

"we'll see!"

Xuanyuan Longteng took a deep breath, a genius like Ling Feng should not be easily missed.

Otherwise, after dozens of years, maybe there will be another Mu Shenjun!

……

"Ling Feng wins!"

The referee announced loudly, staring at Ling Feng, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart: How much do you still have to hide, kid?
"In the next match, Zhu Changyue will face Chu Chaonan!"

The opponent Zhu Changyue met last time was Xuanyuan Yu. He chose to surrender without a fight, but this does not mean that his strength is not good enough.

In this battle, Zhu Changyue desperately needed a victory to clear his name.

It's a pity that he met Chu Chaonan.

Still using basic swordsmanship, Chu Chaonan doesn't seem to be seeking to defeat his opponent with a crushing posture.

Each of his battles seemed more like an ordinary sparring session, and each of his opponents became a sparring partner under inexplicable circumstances.

Moreover, it just couldn't resist!

Zhu Changyue felt that he had tens of millions of tons of power, but he hit the cotton. What kind of peerless sword moves, killer moves, and profound techniques, when it came to Chu Chaonan, everything was simplified and turned into the simplest one. Pick a thorn and cut it bit by bit.

Finally, after half a quarter of an hour, Zhu Changyue was knocked out of the ring by Chu Chaonan's sword in such an extremely depressed state.

This kind of battle not only depressed Zhu Changyue, but also depressed the audience.

This is not like a decisive battle between the top ten sword lords, it is completely a sparring without the slightest smell of gunpowder!

And only Zhu Changyue knew that no matter how much he tried to disrupt Chu Chaonan's rhythm, he couldn't do it at all.

Chu Chaonan's basic swordsmanship was like a mountain, pressing on him.

He even began to doubt life a little. He has practiced so many powerful swordsmanship tricks, is it even inferior to basic swordsmanship?

This feeling is really aggrieved to the extreme.

"What a...monster!"

Zhu Changyue glanced at Chu Chaonan, thought for a long time, and could only describe this guy as a monster.

"It is undoubtedly the descendant of that person!"

On the high platform, Zhuge Qingtian sighed softly, and said with an extremely solemn expression: "This is not basic swordsmanship at all, this is the Wanxiang Zhenru sword created by Mu Shenjun himself. Under this set of sword moves, Wanxiang returns to its original form, so, Even for a martial artist like Zhu Changyue who is proficient in high-level swordsmanship, once he enters the rhythm of swordsmanship that is as true as a sword, this match will be tantamount to over."

"Back then, Mu Shenjun was able to defeat the Nine Patriarchs by relying on the truth of ten thousand things like a sword and his own strength!"

"Is it really the descendant of Lord Mu Shen?"

Xuanyuan Longteng squeezed his fists, then shook his head and smiled wryly, "Mr. Mu Shen swore never to set foot in Yueling City again. After 300 years, he has never violated his oath. He lost half a trick, do you want his heir to get it back today!"

"I'm afraid that's the case!"

Zhuge Qingtian sighed softly, "Besides, judging by that Chu Chaonan's mastery of the myriad aspects of truth like a sword, that child Yu'er, I'm afraid..."

"Uncle, don't worry, Yu'er seems to be indifferent to everything, but his strength is definitely enough!"

Strong self-confidence flashed in Xuanyuan Longteng's eyes, "Whether it's Ling Feng or Chu Chaonan, none of them will be Yu'er's opponent!"

……

"Next match, Feng Yun'er will face Linghu Yang!"

……

The game went on one game at a time, and as the sun rose and set, the day passed.

The competition for the top ten battle is also coming to an end.

The top ten players have all participated in about six games.

As for the current winners, there are three in total, namely: Xuanyuan Yu, Chu Chaonan, and Ling Feng!
Others more or less lost one or two games. As for Qin Zheng, it was even more bleak, losing all six games.

He was originally in the top ten because of good luck, otherwise, the person in his position should be Xiao Yi.

"Next time, Dongfang Hao will face Zhuge Wan'er!"

This was a protracted battle, which lasted for about half an hour before Zhuge Wan'er finally couldn't hold on and was defeated.

However, Dongfang Hao, who was the winner, obviously didn't get much of a deal. He was still trembling uncontrollably when the referee announced the end of the match.

Zhuge Wan'er's bone-chilling frosty sword energy should not be underestimated, and only a guy like Ling Feng who has the domineering flame in his hands is born to be her nemesis.

Most of the children of these nine major families are not very different in strength, and the victory or defeat is often only based on a slight flaw.

"Next match, Zhu Changyue will face Ling Feng!"

The referee loudly announced the roster for the next match, and before he finished speaking, the audience suddenly became excited.

Ling Feng's strength is obvious to all. So far, he has won all six battles, and basically defeated the enemy with one move. This kind of strength is enough to shock people.

At the beginning, people were somewhat dissatisfied with an unknown person like Ling Feng being able to enter the top ten, but now, they are only convinced.

"Is Ling Feng going to confront Zhu Changyue?"

"This match must be very exciting! Although Zhu Changyue did not have a record of winning all games, he was just unlucky. He met Xuanyuan Yu in the first match, and then met that monster Chu Chaonan in the second match. When he was a human, Zhu Changyue was always victorious!"

"Well, who would have thought that among the nine major families, the Zhu family, which is only considered to be at the middle level, would actually play such a powerful role. Feng Yun'er, Zhuge Wan'er, and Linghu Yang were all defeated by him. under!"

"Hey, I don't know if Ling Feng will continue to win the battle, or if Zhu Changyue has a better skill and will give Ling Feng a boost."

Amidst the discussions of countless audiences, two figures "whoosh" flew onto the ring.

The two stood at both ends of the ring, looking at each other from a distance, and before they could make a move, they had already started to confront each other.

"Ling Feng, feel bad for yourself."

Zhu Changyue's gaze was icy cold, and he said coldly: "Your winning streak is over."

"Oh?" Ling Feng curled his lips, "If you have that strength, you might as well let me see it."

"Hmph, you'll see!"

Zhu Changyue didn't speak any more, and the best interpretation was to draw a sword.

Zheng!
Jianming erupted, and Zhu Changyue approached Ling Feng with a set of mysterious footwork.

(End of this chapter)